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I should start by explaining that I am extremely submissive and have been my entire life. I just never realized how sub I was until I met
Mistress. We were room mates in college. She saw how sub I was and helped me to develop that side of me. When I was 20, She offered and
I accepted enslavement. She trained me for 2.5 years. After then I was introduced to Her brother and we were married shortly after that.
That all began over 21 years ago and I have served them both ever since.

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January
14

animal pornography
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I should start by explaining that I am extremely submissive and have been my entire life. I just never realized how sub I was until I met
Mistress. We were room mates in college. She saw how sub I was and helped me to develop that side of me. When I was 20, She offered and
I accepted enslavement. She trained me for 2.5 years. After then I was introduced to Her brother and we were married shortly after that.
That all began over 21 years ago and I have served them both ever since.

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January
13

Camila and friend with a dog

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Camila and friend with a dog

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January
12

Dog licks pussy and ass

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Dog licks pussy and ass

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January
12

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It all started when my boyfriend proposed a camping trip just the two of us in the grand forest
north of Canada. It was spring break so we planned to stay there a week, following an itinerary
that would lead us straight back home. At this time, I was 19 years old, a quite petite breasted
woman, but with splendid legs everyone was complementing me for. Pete was my very first
boyfriend, and since I didn’t want to break with him (yet), I agreed to follow him in this trip even
though I really didn’t want to go. Anyway, Pete, who was 20 at the time, assured me there
wasn’t anything to worry about.

We departed Monday, leaving Chertsey, our hometown, to get to our starting point, that is, to
the far end of the Laurentides. The first day went pretty well, except for the overweighing bags I
had to carry (cause this jackass was looking at his compass). In the night, we set camp near a
small stream where we could wash ourselves. Pete said we were wasting too much time (of
course, he said ‘you’ are wasting too much time) and decided we should wake up earlier in the
morning so we could catch up with the schedule. So much for him, cause we slept until the sun
was right up in the sky through the surrounding trees. He almost ran at this point all day saying it
was my fault for not waking him up. Finally, we managed to get to a nice camping site and
decided to call it a day.

In the night, I was starting to feel kind of horny sitting around the campfire, and being alone with
Pete who did not seem in a hurry anymore. In fact, it’s been more than three weeks since I had
the chance to at least masturbate and the exercise I was getting from these two days of hiking
really set me in the search for some relaxation. I was only wearing a tight shirt and a pair of
panties since I knew no one would show up and I began to rub through the thin material of my
cotton panties. My small tits were already getting aroused and I could feel them stiffen under my
shirt. I played with my pussy lips for a while searching to calm the fire that was literally burning
me down when I let out a soft moan and spread my legs giving me easier access to my now
completely erected clit. Pete has been watching me for a while and he already had his pants
down and started playing with his cock. He must have feel as horny as I was during these hard
days of hiking because judging by what was leaking from his boxer, he already shot his semen just
by looking at me. This set me up on fire as I continued rubbing my pussy in a frenzy and inserted
two fingers in my vagina. Pete was now standing behind me and started to kiss my neck and
massage my tits. Then, he pressed his lips against my mouth as we exchanged our saliva and our
tongues intertwine. He relayed me pulling my hand away from my pussy and began to play with
my clitoris.

At this time, both of us were still virgins. Not because of any of these weeding crap to keep our
purity for the one we will really love, but the idea didn’t really appeal to use. Also, the fact that
both our families were constantly keeping an eye on us wasn’t helping at all. We still managed to
get past them and explore each other. However, this time, Pete seemed more than determined to
go all the way with this as his fingers were testing the space within my legs. I felt his stiffened
cock behind my back as he tried to gently, but still roughly push me on the ground. I hardened at
his touch and tried to get away but he held still.

- No, Pete, no, I don’t want to, not yet.

- But why, you know you’ll like it. And besides, we are all alone right now, so there’s no one who
could spy on us.

- I know, but I don’t feel like it now, not here.

- Aw come on, where do you want to do it anyway?

- I don’t know, but not HERE.

- Alright, but don’t count me in to screw you this week, you just missed your chance.

Pete backed off from me and went near the camp fire. Part of what I said was true, but in fact, I
couldn’t tell him I just didn’t want to do it with him for my first time. Besides, I was also afraid of
him tearing open my tight hole. I don’t know for the other girls at my age, but I really thought my
vagina was way too small to handle a cock of his size (It was only about 4 inches long, but
hey..^_^). I took a look back at him to see he was madly jacking his throbbing dick and shooting
his sperm into the Fire. Then he nearly felt on his sleeping bag and got to sleep.

At this point, I had a urge to go peeing. I almost ran in the woods to find a spot where I
crouched and let it go. I wasn’t sure, but I felt like I was being observed, but I couldn’t see
anyone. I took a look at my panties to see they were leaking with my juices. When I got back to
camp, I searched my bags for a pair of new panties.

- Where the fuck did I put them?

- Put what? Pete said with a drowsy voice.

- My clothes, I don’t find them.

- Oh, he said fully awake now, I had to threw some bags away since we were wasting too much
time, I guess your clothes must have been left behind.

- You did WHAT?

There was fire glowing in my eyes as I looked at him with a need to kill.

- Hell, there was everything I really needed in this bag, you couldn’t have asked me first.

- Sorry, but as the leader of this trip, I’ve got to make decisions for the team you see.

Disgusted, I went back to my sleeping back and totally ignored him for the rest of the night. In
fact, I just remembered there was another reason why I didn’t want to make love with him is
because he is really self centered. I tried not to think too much about him and managed to fall
asleep. That night, I dreamed about a fearful beast howling in the night as it was watching over
its prey.

The morning came and I woke up still feeling the wetness of my soaked panties against my
crotch. Still trying to emerge from my drowsiness, I realized that by now, my juices should have
stopped leaking and dried a long time ago. I stood up to take a look at myself. There was a spot
of hot humid red liquid on the thin material of my underwear.

- Damn, I completely forgot about my period.

- umhh. Pete was still mumbling in his sleep.

- And of course, my tampax were in the bag this dumbass left behind As I stood up, I felt some
blood pass through my useless panties and run on my leg. I couldn’t help but shiver at the feeling
of blood tickling my sensitive skin. I jumped over the remaining ashes of the Firecamp and kicked
Pete’s sleeping bag. He grunted and turned over to go back to sleep. I just had the feeling that I
was going to break up with that moron pretty soon, but I didn’t know how fast it was going to
happen. I laid back on my sleeping bag and tried to go back to sleep, but I couldn’t help rubbing
my aching pussy soaked with blood. In response with my hands touch, my clitoris began to rise
once again as it rubbed against my blood soaked cotton panties. In fact, I had to refrain my need
to cum last night and I was still pretty horny. I slipped my panties away from my crotch and slid a
finger inside my throbbing bloody hole. With my other hand, I managed to raise my shirt and play
with my now fully erect titties. I was pretty close from cumming when I felt someone press
against me and kiss my tits. Opening my eyes, I discovered Pete, his stiffening cock in his hand
trying to make his way to my pussy.

- No, don’t do that, I told you I didn’t want to.

- I cannot wait anymore.

Saying that, he forced his way to my leaking hole and inserted the head of his dick inside me. Of
course, he couldn’t go farther due to my cherry protecting me from undesired visitors. While I
tried to push him away, he suddenly froze. I felt something wet leak in my vagina as he stood
motionless staring mouth wide open. I looked down at my pussy as some hot sticky urine
completely drenched my bottom.

- Hell, you just peed in me, what’s your problem?

However, he didn’t respond and continued to stare at the air.

I looked behind me to see what was frightening him so much when I encountered two piercing
blue eyes looking straight at me. There was a big white wolf just behind me followed by two
smaller wolves that looked just like his body guards. I couldn’t move an inch, but Pete suddenly
backed off from me and began to run like mad. The two body guards went to chase him off while
the White wolf continued to watch me. Then, I heard the two wolves growl as they found Pete.
The fight didn’t last long and I heard a terrifying scream coming from Pete that almost sounded
bestial as it turned into a faint howl. I knew Pete was no longer alive, but I just couldn’t cry, I
was too frightened myself about what was going to happen to me. I was so terrified that I wet
myself, letting go a stream of shiny gold urine and mixing Pete’s piss with mine as the Wolf boss
watched me. The beast sniffed at the air to identify the smell, my scent, then turned around my
shivering body to sniff at my crotch. I tensed when I realized he was sticking his snout right
between my pussy lips. He kept at sniffing my private parts for 10 minutes trying to differentiate
Pete’s urine from mine. As he finished his job with my pussy, I turned around quickly to see what
he intended to do. As I looked into his eyes, I realized I have already seen him somewhere. Then,
I remembered when I went to pee in the wood last night, he must have associated me with my
urine. I looked back at him, and my eyes felt on his prick. His cock was starting to get out of his
shealt, and he was looking at me as if waiting.

Damned, this is really going to be a bad day. This wolf was looking at me as a potential lover. And
worse, I was in heat, I had blood all over my pussy and panties confirming that I was just ready
for reproduction, and he smelled it. My essence, the smell that got me into this mess, and that is
saving me right now was absorbed by this fierce looking white wolf.

Slowly, knowing it was the only thing I could do to save my life, I approached the White Wolf, as
I bent under him, and took his growing cock in my hand. In fact, I realized at the look of this
monster how Pete’s tool was small and almost ludicrous in comparison. His tool was already twice
as long as my ex-boyfriend’s. I began to slowly stroke it as it continued to grow larger and larger
now totally out of his shealt. A stickery hot fluid was now covering the tip of his prick and a small
ball was starting to grow at the base. The wolf seemed to like it and began to hump my hand in a
motion. I took a grap at his balls, and played with them for a while hoping he would just calm
down, but he seemed to like it even more, and furiously thrust his tool in my hand. I thought he
was nearly done, but in fact, he was just beginning and he soon shot a sample of his sperm, his
pre-cum straight into my face. I started to like at the sticky fluid covering my lips and cheeks and
gulped it down. Eating his pre-cum made me realize I didn’t have lunch last night and I was
starving. Unconsciously, I pushed my lips on the head of his cock swallowing as much pre-cum as
I could find. I licked the edge of his tool, then moved to the base, slurping at the now huge ball
on his cock. I then swallowed each of his ball, trying to get them entirely in my mouth to no avail.
I returned to the tip of his now fully grown cock. I began to engulf the head of his tool as I
embraced it with my lips and jammed my tongue into his pee hole to grab as much pre-cum as he
could give me. He seemed to really like this as he practically started to mount my mouth and fill
me with some more pre-cum. I didn’t really know a thing about wolves anatomy, or any male
anatomy either and I thought the pre-cum I tasted was all he could give me. I wanted more but I
wasn’t expecting what I got. I tried to jam as much as I could of his prick into my mouth until I
could hardly breathe. That’s when he suddenly stopped his thrusting, and held still with a faint
yelp. I received in torrents all of his fluid in my mouth, hitting the back of my throat and filling my
stomach. I managed to drink all I could get, considering I couldn’t pull myself off his prick. When
he finally let go of me, I choked in need of air and looked around to see what was happening. The
two body guards were watching over us, making sure I wouldn’t escape. My awesome lover was
still looking at me, is cock still rigid even after the good screwing he just gave to my mouth.

I looked down at myself to see I got quite in a mess. My tight shirt was all sweaty and soaked
with semen and my panties, or what used to be my panties, were drenched with piss and blood
that still leaked from my teenage slit. Staying still on the ground, I looked at the boss wolf,
wondering what he was waiting for. Suddenly, I heard a fierce growl coming from one of the body
guard who was heading toward me. Instinctively, I kneeled on the ground and covered my head
with my hands. The White Wolf took this opportunity to jump on my back as he firmly held me by
my waist. I tensed as I realized I’ve been tricked. He had me right where he wanted and he
wasn’t going to let go until he has finished his deed. He began to hump in a frenzy trying to find
the right spot. I cried in despair fearing more than ever that a big cock like his will tear me open.
However, a part of me was beginning to play the game, as I sensed my body react in anticipation.
My titties were already erect, poking through my shirt. Then, it happened, with a rapid thrust, he
managed to enter the tip of his prick into my throbbing vagina by tearing apart what was left of
my underwear. My hymen reacted by pushing away the intruder, but he wasn’t going to get
impressed by this small obstacle. I became his tool, his possession, his property, and he intended
to breed his female in heat whether or not she wanted. With a strong jerk, my master made his
way by popping my cherry and buried his animal cock deeper into me. Streams of blood were
running down my leg as my virginity was taken away from me. I cried at the pain of being impaled,
but held still spreading my legs even more, giving my master more place to get his tool in me. I
jammed his wolfhood in and out of my aching hole rapidly, matching his trust with the movement
of my hips. He didn’t seem heavy, but now that he was on my back, I could hardly stand still, but
were afraid to move and anger him. Still, I thought about giving it a try in missionary position later
on so I could relax and get all of him. Damn, what was I thinking just now, I’m really getting
hooked to this one, this particular one. I soon felt his massive ball at the base of his prick, his
knot, trying to get past my pussy lips. I pushed back at him with the desire to satisfy my master
and get this monster thing inside of me. Of course I was afraid, I didn’t know if I could take it, but
at this point, none of that matter anymore. I relaxed myself, making sure I could take him as
easily as possible when he gave a rapid final thrust and jammed his knot in my pussy, as well as
the head of his tool entered my cervix, bringing me to an incredible orgasm that left my tortured
body nearly unconscious for some minutes. All the pain that was supposed to tear me apart was
replaced by a felling of fullness from having his entire prick buried inside me. I moaned and howled
as he moved his cock, constantly rubbing my clitoris. The wetness of my throbbing hole made it
easier now for him to penetrate me. Suddenly, he stopped humping me and led still on my back. I
thought he was finished mating with me, but when I tried to move, he growled at me, instructing
me to stay still. My furry master was panting furiously against my ear, and so was I. Then, I felt
an incredible amount of fluid completely filling me up. This lasted for more than 10 minutes,
washing my insides as his knot prevented his sperm from leaking out. He rested on me, licking my
neck as he continued to breed his bitch with his hot semen making sure none of it would be
wasted. Patiently, he stayed lock with me until his knot shrinked so it could be pulled out. When
this still big ball crossed my pussy lips, I came into another awesome orgasm, spraying my juices
and his cum mix on the ground. Exhausted, I fell on the ground and lost consciousness.

When I came to my senses, I saw the wolf was still there, waiting for my return I guess. I was
not afraid anymore, I knew he wouldn’t hurt me and even prized me. He moved over to me still
looking at the mess he did. I waited thinking he was ready for another round, but instead, he just
left his hind paw and suggestively showed me his dick. Then, surprising me, he let go a clear shiny
gold stream of urine over my sticky body. He peed on me for almost a minute, carefully spraying
my body entirely. When he was finished, and began to leave, the two body guards came at me
and growled. I got up and followed the boss wolf, completely drenched with his piss, but it didn’t
matter. The white wolf has made me his property, I’m going to serve him as his human slave.

The four of us ventured deeper into the forest, in places no human could possibly have ever
explored. I mean, when you find places populated by species that are supposed to be extinct,
you can’t possibly be in some local nature center. My last human thought were for the civilization
I was leaving behind, because I knew I wouldn’t be coming back. We stopped at night to rest
near a small pond where we could wash ourselves. I found it quite convenient considering my
smelly urinated perfume. However, I just took a fast dip to keep the scent of my master on me.

White, that’s the name I gave the White wolf, was laying on his side, to get some sleep while his
two body guards were keeping an eye on me. Not that it really matter, because I had no intention
of running away. I needed to pee and I figured it was useless to find a bathroom of some sort, so
I found a spot near a tree and started urinating. One of the body guard must have smell me,
because the next thing I knew, he was pushing me down to identify this unfamiliar odor. His snout
was tickling me and I shivered as he found his way to my crotch. It didn’t take long before he
was furiously licking my twat trying to bury his raspy tongue into my very deepness. I looked at
him to see he was starting to get a hard on. His cock was stiffening quite rapidly and the tip of
his pink shaft was already out of his shealt. Well, that little fellow wanted to have his way with
me also. I wondered if he was as good as a lover as White. I was starting to relax my body and
let his experienced love making tongue do the work when I heard a loud growl. That’s when White
jumped at his treacherous body guard and pushed him away from me. The stunned wolf looked at
his boss, then returned to his post, his erected penis making it difficult for him to walk. White
looked at me straight in the eyes for what seemed like forever. Then, with a faint growl, He went
back to sleep. Being the obedient slave I now am, I followed him, laid on the ground near him,
knowing he would protect me.

When I woke up the new morning, I found myself hugging White, my face buried between his
forepaws. It must have been cold this night. It didn’t seem to bother him as he laid still in my
arms.

-Well, I should at least thank you for keeping me warm the whole night.

It seemed the two body guards weren’t here, they must be on patrol or something. Then, I
noticed White penis was rubbing against my leg.

-Or, do you want a reward of some kind, I playfully asked with a smile.

I moved away from him, and started to massage his soft shealt. I started to lick the tip of his
protruding cock while I played with his testicles with my other hand. He seemed to really like that,
because, frankly, I don’t think any female wolf might have given him a blowjob lately. I was fully
exploring my newly found sexuality while using my free hand to caress my clit. My private parts
were dropping wet on the ground. Fixing my mind on White’s huge animal cock, I gently swallowed
the tip of his penis in my mouth and relaxed my jaws to get as much of him as I could. It wasn’t
long before he managed to get his whole head in my mouth and hit the back of my throat. I
noticed he was getting more and more aroused as his knot was now totally formed at the base of
his tool. He was practically humping my mouth as his excitement grew, but I hold still and kept
sucking at his head while I tried to make a way through his pee hole with my tongue to get as
much pre cum as I could. However, the real meal was yet to come as he rewarded me with a
huge load of thick semen which I hungrily gulped down as my fingers were making their way
between my pussy lips. It wasn’t long before I too orgasmed, creaming my now sloppy hand. I
licked at my hand to get all there was left of my juices then head for poor White’s cock which
was covered with leftovers of hot sticky fluids.

When I finished cleaning him up, I noticed the two body guards were back at the camp. They
were carrying something with them, and it didn’t look really nice. They just killed a bunch of
rabbits to eat and disposed the ‘corpses’ in the center of the camp. I thought to myself I better
drink White cum everyday than eat raw meat. White approached first and grabbed what seemed
the biggest one. Then, the two other wolves took their part. White looked at me, waiting that I
get my share. Since I wasn’t moving at all, disgusted by the look of this meal, he grabbed the last
rabbit and ate eat while I watched him in certain disbelief. Later that morning, one of the two
body guards came back with an apple, and the other, with some fruits that seemed edible.
However, that night, White let me suck at his penis. In fact, I was quite hungry at this time, and
I sucked his gigantic prick the same way I would suck at a baby bottle full of hot refreshing milk.
And I was rewarded by his semen which I now like more than anything else. We made love for the
rest of the night, he was still very hot, and well, so was I. This time, I even managed to take him
missionary position and watch him as he repeatedly plunged his dick into my willing hole. This time
when he came, I felt no pain at all as he entirely filled my inside.

It took us five days of travel (half of the time fucking or sucking white) to get to the Wolves
camp. This place was located in the deepest parts of the grand forest. There was no way any
human could have discovered it. Some wolves directly came at me and started sniffing at my
body. Once they recognized the smell of White’s urine on me, they flew off me and returned with
the rest of the group. White must have been the boss here, because all the other wolves were
religiously looking at him, as if he were going to talk to his people from his throne. Later that day,
I was left alone with the female wolves and their offsprings, as it seemed only the female were
allowed to get near me and keep me company while White and the others were gone hunting. I
didn’t eat with the others that night, I was waiting for White to give me my daily feeding session.

The wolf den was constituted of series of small caverns hidden under covers of leaves which
made it nearly impossible to detect. As the sky was darkening and most of the wolves were
retiring in their nests, I followed White to his own cavern which was very spacious compared to
the others. The ground was covered with leaves and was quite comfortable to the touch. White
seemed used to the nightly feeding process and just laid down on his side to wait for me. I don’t
know if he was amused by the fact that I could only eat what came from him, or some fruits and
vegetables that grew in the forest. I couldn’t force myself to eat raw meat, I just couldn’t. It
might be the only thing aside my female human body that connected me to the human race. Still,
this particular wolf seemed totally different from the rest of his pack. His dark blue shining eyes
were reflecting an aura of knowledge and were an element of persuasion over the pack. He was
also much larger than the average wolf and has a nearly angelic white colored fur, hence his
name White. Famished from our last travels, I nearly plunged to grab his prick with my hands and
shake life into it. My sucking techniques greatly improved since that first time near the fire camp,
I was now able to recognize the peek of his pleasure just near the point of no return and hastly
bury his cock up to my throat to swallow every drop of his semen. I began by sucking at his balls,
making loud popping sounds as I tried to swallow each of them, fantasizing about the salty tasty
meal they both carried. Then, I moved to his shaft, licking and kissing every single spot until it
was soaked with my saliva. When his knot began to expand at the base of his divine rod, I
changed my caring licking to the soft ball sized knot and hungrily repeated my slurping. Then,
keeping the best at the end, I headed for his tip which was now covered with dripping quantities
of pre-cum. I hurrily swallowed all I could get and didn’t want to lose by no mean. Then, I began
making the way for my tongue inside his pee hole. I wonder if I couldn’t enlarge it, this way I
could jam my whole tongue inside to get as much as I could from him. Anyway, he seems to really
enjoy it and he emits faint yelp of pleasure. Then, I feel his body tense and the veins of his penis
tighening as he emits a much louder howl and trust his wolf hood in my hands. I gladly plunge the
whole head of his throbbing prick inside my mouth to receive his offering. Jisms after jisms of hot
boiling cum spurt in my mouth directly plunging into my stomach, and I hungrily lapped down all I
can get from his very being. Exhausted, I fell asleep curling up against his furry belly in the most
comfortable bedroom I have ever seen and with the most passionate and caring being I would
love for the rest of my life.

Some rays of lights were caressing my skin as I slowly opened one eye to meet with this new day
morning. White was still resting against me, his forepaws over my waist. When I moved my arms
to stretch myself, White slowly woke up staring at me. Then, sniffing at my skin, he proceeded to
clean me up. I must have been quite smelly after the trip to get here, and I’m sure he wanted to
have his new bitch to be nice and tidy. It actually felt really good to have his tongue all over my
tender body. He started to lick my face, taking good care of my neck and my lips of course. I
managed to give him a kiss of my own, sliding my tongue under his as he was attentively licking
the inside of my mouth. I sucked at his tongue as he tried to slide it out of my mouth. Carefully,
he licked at my boobs, taking in his mouth each of my small cupped breast. My small titties were
already fully erected from this passionate love kissing he’s been giving me. It was nearly with
regrets that he continued his now furious cleaning on my belly. However, he avoided my private
parts, directly switching to my hairless legs which he cleaned up to my foot, even trying to lick
between my toes, which make me shiver. Then, keeping the best for last, he came back to my
pussy, which was now pretty wet and already dripping with my juices. He gently lapped all the
fluids he could get from my pussy lips, then proceeded in cleaning my inner walls. He plunged his
tongue deep between my hole, making me moan with each of his move. Just as I was ready to
explode from sexual ecstasy. He retired his snout from my crotch to look at his work. I begged
him to continue, I wanted to cum bad, and I wanted it now. However, when I noticed his prick
was already fully erected, I spread my legs wide open so he could easily trust it in me. I could
hardly contain myself when I begged him again to make me cum. Suddenly, he ferociously jump on
me and holding me by the waist with his forepaws, he began to hump at me. I adjusted my angle
so I could get his prick inside my throbbing waiting hole. After some tries, he finally hit the
jackpot and shoved his entire dick up to his balls which were slapping against my ass cheeks. I
came immediately, my juices gushing out of my inner self and covering White’s throbbing rod. He
diminished the frequency of his trusts as they get stronger each time and entered the opening of
my cervix which instantly brought me to an other orgasm. His knot was starting to grow inside my
vagina, and as it rubbed against my clit, I felt a new orgasm beginning to build up. Suddenly, his
knot got stuck inside of me, and he stopped moving after a final trust. Torrents of his tick hot
semen came filling my womb as I followed my lover with a final orgasm. His knot made sure none
of that delicious semen would be lost as he was breeding me. We stayed tied together, his face
meeting mine in a passionate kiss. Then, sadly, his knot subside and he released me from his
wonderful cock, still spurting some cum over my face, which I hurrily gulped down. I ran my hand
to my dripping crotch to catch as much of our mixed fluids as I could and hungrily lapped at my
hand. For the next half hour, I kept waiting for all the cum which was leaking out of my small
pussy to come out. By the time I finished my morning meal, White was already out with the other
wolves for hunting.

When I finally acquired the courage to exit the comfort of the nice and warm cave and get to the
outside world, I realized wolves were actually quite early risers. All the female wolves were busy
washing their pups, or feeding them. However, they all recognized me as a part of the pack and
greeted me with licks on the face which I gladly returned. I saw some female marking spots with
their urine around the den, so I decided to do the same, partly to act the same as the others,
but also because I madly needed to urinate. While I crouched near a tree to achieve the dirty
business, my new animal friends were almost shaking their heads as to approve my actions. So,
without any hesitation, I offered my inner smell to our territory. During the day, I noticed the
females were occupied by numerous chores. Aside from keeping an eye on their offsprings, some
of them were guarding the nest, and others were scouting the nearby area in search of useful
things of any kinds for the camp. I went with them, so I could search for some fruits (the morning
meal was long gone by now).

It’s been like that for some time now. I’m now fully a part of the pack now as I developed new
links of friendship with many female wolves, helping them in whatever they cannot do. In fact, my
job goes from the den nurse, to the almighty magician who can enlighten the wood and make it
glow. They were all astonished when I performed this supposed to be magic act, except for White
who only stared at me with his habitual surnatural look coming from his always glowing piercing
blue eyes. Still, if it wouldn’t be of White, I don’t think I would have stayed with them. He really is
my lover, the one and only one I can care about. And I think he cares about me too. He never
leaves the den for more than one day, and when he does, he always come back with fruits or
unusual gifts for me to apologize. At night, he is always by my side, and only leaves when the
morning comes.

When the first winter came, I was forced to stay all day long in our cavern. In fact, clothes of
any kind were now long gone, and though it was still comfortable inside the cavern, I wouldn’t risk
to get out. All the wolves seemed to understand, White first and they let me hibernate for the
whole winter. For these times of the year when I couldn’t do anything, White would stay by my
time most of the time. Our days were filled by furious love making where I could get myself feed
even 8 times by delicious semen sometimes. Normally, I sucked White’s prick and swallowed his
cum 5 times a day to get my normal feeding. I must say he is quite a stud to get going with all
this daily exercise I recquire of him. Still, he doesn’t seem to mind, and sometimes even jump on
me to get his dick sucked. However, I prefer when he can fuck me all the way and get his knot
stuck inside my love canal. This way, I can stay with him longer and feel every movements of his
own body as I seem to become myself a wolf.

Three years has passed, and I grew into a beautiful wild woman. I have a wonderful life with
White, my wolf lover and the pack. However, White doesn’t seem too happy these days. I don’t
know for sure, but the sparkles of his eyes aren’t as shiny as usual. Just looking at these
wonderful blue eyes always tell me what I want to know about my lover. I tried to cheer him up,
with non-ending love session in the comfortable protection of our small home. Still, I cannot
enlight his blue eyes. My darling wolf is sad. I don’t think he is bored of me, because he still
shows the same interest in our relationship as he always did.

Then, on night, all became clear. It was getting pretty late, many hours past the curfew. I
followed the rest of the pack near the camp fire. White was standing in front of the whole pack
staring at us as if having the most serious conversation. Then, he instructed me to come join him
the fire, which I did, sitting on his right as I always observed the female wolves do with their male
mate. The other wolves formed a circle around us, and kept staring at us in an unusual silence.
Suddenly, the ceremony began when they almost majestically howled in the night as to call the
Forest spirit for his help. For the first time since he took me on that glorious day in the wood, he
aggressively jumped on me as if he was raping me. I didn’t object, but I was quite shy about
doing it just in front of the pack, without any intimacy. However, when the whole den howled
their musical tunes once again, I realized this was not just a common reunion. They were
celebrating a fertility rite.

“Why didn’t I think about this? Of course, White was eager to impregnate me. He wanted to get a
child from me, perpetuate his line. But he cannot… I mean, I’m human and he is from another
species… DNA cannot match.” Truly, I was sad, not because he wanted to get me pregnant in
this bizarre ceremony, but I knew it would make him even more depressed when he would
understand he cannot breed me with his descendants.

However, he kept at pushing me, so I willingly positioned myself on all fours like a real animal
would do, and waited for his wolfhood to fill me. Usually, I always suck at his dick to get it really
clean and lubricated, but he was so hot right now, that his cock was dripping wet with his
pre-cum. I waited for the object of my desire to hit his rightful place, but instead, he kept at
rubbing his thick rod against my crotch as if teasing me. I tried to impale myself on him, but he
was getting used to these faint tricks and avoided entering his cock inside me. Then, all of a
sudden, he directed his prick on my other unexplored hole. He tried to force it inside, but with all
my might, for the first and maybe last time, I resisted his passion. I didn’t want him to explore this
particular passage now, though he was wet enough to slide it in all to the base. Almost
regretfully, he dismounted me and went back at licking my crotch. Burying his snout between my
cunt lips, he sniffed at me absorbing my very essence. Then, with his raspy tongue, he hungrily
licked at my dripping juices. Sometimes, he managed to get his tongue inside my vagina making
me moan like the bitch in heat I was. It’s true, my periods have started this morning and he must
have smelled it. I moaned once more when he played with me clit, accompanied by the delirious
howls of the pack. Then, he went back to my unprotected ass which he licked furiously. This
time, I didn’t oppose much strength, and couldn’t have considering the lustful state I was in. I
didn’t even remember when he remounted me and aimed his penis to my rear end once again.
However, this time he didn’t miss, and jammed it in one trust past my cheeks. It hurted like hell
when he took this last virginity from me. I felt like I had just been torn apart from the inside. He
managed to get his throbbing dick in my ass up to his balls. Then, he slowly withdrew from my
aching bum, to once again jam it all the way in. He kept doing this several times until my
complaints turned to soft moans again. Still, he cautiously left his now fully grown knot out of this
new hole. I guess he wanted to keep the tying for another place below. When he finally came
inside me, it was gushing of hot thick semen that washed my bowels. I orgasmed at the same
time, my juices spraying on the ground. My rectum was filled with his hot semen which I kept
inside of me as long as it was possible, but once he dismounted me, torrents of sperm coming
from my ass were wasted on the ground.

My torments of pleasure weren’t finished yet. White had more in store for me and moved to my
face. I started to clean him up, as I usually do by licking the sperm from his still stiff long dick.
Naturally, he started to hump my mouth at the pleasure he was receiving. Only, this time, he
managed to get it in all by himself, and almost smothered me by this brutal initiative. I relaxed my
jaws to get more of him, and accommodate what he just gave me. It wasn’t long before he
exploded right in my mouth with mouthfuls after mouthfuls of his tick semen. After years of
training, I was now able to swallow everything he could give me without dropping any. Still, this
particular load was the biggest I ever experienced, and some of it escaped my mouth and ran on
my chin. When White finished erupting sperm in my mouth, he dismounted again, and returned to
favor by cleaning the mess he did on my face.

The breeding wasn’t finished yet as the best part was yet to come. I completely forgot about the
pack at this point, but they were howling in unison for White, their leader, and his female mate. I
couldn’t get my eyes off White’s prick. It was still hard as a rock!! Meeting his eyes, now
reflecting nothing but pure lust, I submissively laid on the ground to get him missionary style. He
seemed to approve my choice for this final encounter as he jumped on me, and with quick trusts,
found the opening of my vagina. Then, with one long strong hump, he plunged his entire dick
inside of me, bringing me to one incredible orgasm that sent my body shaking with pleasure. My
juices made it easier for him to slide his cock inside me up to his knot, which entered my willing
hole without any effort. He was humping madly at me, determined to impregnate me at last. I was
already on the peak of another orgasm when he suddenly stopped moving. Then, with one final
trust, the tip of his penis entered my cervix to shoot his semen. I don’t know where he kept all of
this sperm, neither where he finds the energy for this kind of mating. Still, I wasn’t as tough as he
was, because, I lost consciousness after this last orgasm, my juices mixed with his almighty
sperm.

When I finally woke up, I found myself lying in our home. White was already out hunting with the
others. He is quite a stud considering he’s the one who did the hard exercise yesterday, and I’m
still recovering from this lovemaking. When he came back, I noticed this sad expression had finally
disappeared from his face, his eyes were reflecting a mysterious glow of pride. However, I only
understand the reason of his joy a month after this decisive night when I realized my periods were
late.

“I’m pregnant… I’m going to have White’s baby!! How can it be??”

The fertility rite really had effects on humans. I still couldn’t believe it, but when I started to get
nausea very often every morning, I just couldn’t deny the truth. Soon after, I noticed my belly
was getting bigger, a small bulge was growing on the base of my stomach. Also, my breast
reached an incredible size and were pouring milk from time to time.

The first three months were quite as usual, except for the constant changes that were operating
on my body. Still, I could follow the pack when we were scouting in forest. However, I needed
more sperm and food everyday. I think I could milk White at least 8 times in a day. Of course, at
the end of the day, he got really tired, and I had to save forest fruits and other food I could find.
I think the rest of the pack was aware of this unusual situation and always managed to bring out
edible fruits for me.

During the sixth month, I had became so heavy, I could hardly move, and scarcely ever went out
of our cavern. My belly was now fully extended (I hope it was) and my child to born was regularly
assuring me of his presence inside by giving me kicks or punches.

My contractions began on the seventh months. I didn’t have the faintest idea on how to proceed
during this particular event, and bizarre enough, I haven’t even think about it until now. White
instructed me to lay on my back, which I did to reduce to pain. Giving birth must have been the
hardest thing of my life, being torn away from the inside, and in my case, count that twice. My
first child looked perfectly like a wolf. Like his father, he had clearly white fur, but from me, he
got dark brown eyes, and of course, I had to know later, an intelligence much greater than the
normal wolf. The other one, to my surprise wasn’t a wolf at all. He, or should I say, she had all
the features of a human being, but inherited from his father wolf, these blue piercing eyes, and
clear white hairs that gave her the look of a mid aged woman, but with the face of a young child.

Many adventures awaited these two, but that will have to wait for another time ..

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People are strange, thought Moss as he watched Laura and Sylvia on the divan, kissing each other’s naked bodies, wearing only their high
stiletto heels. All around them were other people, mostly men, two with videocameras, one carrying the lighting rig, and the producer who was
gesturing meaningfully at his colleagues as the filming went on. Only moments before, after ad-libbed dialogue which would have shamed most
actresses but was more than adequate for the film that was being made, the two girls had eased off their blouses and skirts, then after some
preparatory kissing and stroking, their bras and finally their knickers. And now here they were, two bodies entangled, mouths together as they
lovingly ran their tongues over each other’s faces and back again into the mouth.

And then, after directions by the producer, and breathing with an excitement that was partly real and partly because it was expected of
them, the two girls took positions for the sequence of actions that was not only to fulfil the requirements of a day’s shooting, but also to
prepare themselves for the action to come. Action in which Moss was to have a starring role. Laura lay back, her hands gripping the back of
the chair in which she was now sitting, while on her knees and between Laura’s open legs, Sylvia’s head was bobbing up and down as her
tongue busied itself on her crotch. Occasionally a licked finger would stroke the outside lips, and then getting bolder, they penetrated her
vagina: one finger, two fingers, three fingers. And then her whole fist inside Laura while Sylvia smiled lasciviously at the camera.

After that, roles were reversed and it was Sylvia whose vagina took all of Laura’s fist, her arse being probed by a purple peppermint spangled
dildo which caused her to arc up her body and gasp and gasp, as each of her sensitive buttons were pressed in turn. Laura gently kissed the
lips of the bruised vagina and then turned to face the camera. And then an awkward moment as the dildo fell out and Laura’s fist retracted,
but the cameras continued filming, focusing on Sylvia’s gasping ecstatic face.

There was a small pause in the proceedings, and Moss relaxed. He lowered his head, his eyes still intent on all that was going on. The director
said some words to his cast and his colleagues. He then wandered over to Miguel, who like Moss had been sitting by the side waiting for his
part.

“You think you can do it, Mig?” the director asked sympathetically.

“You fucking bet. They don’t call me Big Mig for nothing!”

“That I know. That I know. Just let the girls recover a bit. Their fannies have taken a bit of a beating. Wanna beer?”

The director handed Miguel a chilled can of lager. “Not on the job. I’ve got a reputation to keep, man. But you got any more snow?”

“Yeah right. Whatever.”

Like Miguel, Moss was a veteran of the sex industry. He had featured in countless movies, sold openly throughout Europe and rather less
openly in the New World. He was a professional. Or, at least, insofar as this was his living. And he was good at what he did. He’d watched and
participated in fuck scenes like this again and again. He knew the routine. He didn’t need the bandages any more, either. He could be trusted.
Not every porn star of his kind could be. And unlike Miguel he didn’t need drugs. He was able to do his job without any extra stimulation.
Although an appreciative audience helped.

Sylvia and Laura came over to chat with him, stroking and cuddling him, making him even more eager to get into the action. But he knew
better than to get too excited too soon. He tenderly licked Sylvia’s cheek, while Laura ran her fingers seductively around his ears.

“You be gentle on me, Moss, you hear,” said Sylvia.

“Not too fucking gentle though,” laughed Laura. “We want you good and stiff right from the start. And don’t slobber too much.”

Moss knew what was expected of him, and he glanced at the director who smiled at him reassuringly. “We’re expecting good things from you,
man. You do the business and it’s all in the can.”

Finally, Miguel came back, wiping his nose with the back of his hand. Unlike Moss, who was already stripped for action, Miguel was dressed in a
suit and tie which looked faintly ridiculous on him, his porn star long hair over the shoulders, and the crotch of the pants already looking as if
they were about to swell.

“You ready for action, Mig,” asked the director.

“Yeah, I’ll give the girls what they’re wanting before the real star gets his claws into them.” He winked at Moss. “Hey, man. I’m only kidding.
But I’m glad this ain’t no fucking homo thing. No offence meant. You do good. You do fucking good.”

The girls were positioned as if there had been no pause in their lovemaking, arms around each other and dildos scattered carelessly about,
while Miguel made his entrance. Like the girls he would never have won any of his many awards for his method acting. Nor for his execrable
ability to remember his few lines and what was left after he mangled them up into anything like a convincing delivery. But he was a woodman.
His skills lay in other departments, mostly currently tucked away in his Calvin Kleins under his trousers. Not that the trousers stayed on very
long. He was soon freed of encumbrances. His shoes, socks, trousers and jacket carefully removed by his co-stars, his white shirt slightly
unbuttoned and his tie carelessly pulled to one side. Sylvia was pulling his CKs down to his ankles while massaging the long meat to a willing
erection, while his rough hairy hands fumbled on Laura’s breast, his moustachioed mouth against her face, as she made the obligatory moans
that signalled her apparent pleasure.

Sylvia took his prick in her hands. Even semi-erect, it was a handful, flopping slightly to one side as Sylvia stroked his massive balls, and ran
her tongue seductively up its length. Then she paused to brush her dyed-blonde hair from her face so that the camera could get an
uninterrupted shot, as she took the whole length of it into her red-lipped mouth, fingers aiding tongue and teeth in bringing Miguel’s asset to
its full glory. Moss was always impressed by the size of his co-stars pricks. Where did they get to find men with pricks like that? And if they’d
not been able to use them the way they were used in the film industry, how much of an asset would they be otherwise? How many women
out there had the capacity to take that much meat? Clearly Sylvia and Laura had, but then they could take a full fist. And that was no mean
feat!

And then, under the director’s gestures, the two girls took new positions, the effort of changing roles likely to be edited away. The two of
them took turns on Miguel’s prick, his shirt and tie now discarded, revealing a torso of compacted muscle, their mouths taking turns on sucking
and licking his penis and exchanging kisses and tongues with each other. Miguel’s erect penis gamely took the punishment, while out of shot of
the camera, a finger was positioned to ensure that although his prick remained rock hard it didn’t prematurely release its payload.

And then the action where the mouth, anus and vagina made up three orifices each on two women and one prick shared between all six
possibilities. Then in addition each girl had the choice of the three orifices of the other girl and a massive big prick. However, you looked at it,
the prick was the centre of attention, as it moved from arse to mouth to vagina, from one girl to another, always thrusting in and out, or more
leisurely when a tongue joined in the fun. All through the changes of fuck shots, the director and the cameramen moved around to shoot the
same penetration from different angles or to vary the repository of shots from arse to mouth to ecstatic humping, breasts jiggling up and down
whilst Miguel took the unnatural position this demanded of him so that Laura or Sylvia was in the best position for a shot of apparent ecstasy.
Every now and then, the director would indicate to his cast, mostly by hand movements, a position he would want a head or a vagina so that
the camera could share in all the intimacy, not missing one thrust, or one ecstatic gasp, or one shot of penetration.

And soon Moss could see it on the way: the climax to all this genital activity, as Miguel signalled his intentions to the cameras and the girls,
and all parties were in position for the most important shot of all, the one for which he most obviously earned his money. The two girls faces
and breasts were in front of him, the cameras and director slightly to the back and side, as he jerked his erect penis in the air. And then it
happened. A spurt of semen. Followed by the trail of another. And another. Both long and twisting and viscous, arcing into the air, trailing a
sine wave to descend with the faintest splop of come against flesh, on the girls’ faces, open mouths, bare breasts and then droplets making
their way from the base of the chin in long creamy globules onto the neck. The girls faced the camera as Miguel released the last tiny flecks
of semen, smiling with the pale liquid on their lower faces, smudging their hair, their teeth in the practised expression of postcoital ecstasy,
and no doubt the reflection that they had just completed a job for which the reckoning depended on just how free they’d been with their
bodies and the three orifices into which a prick could just about fit.

All stars then relaxed after their lovemaking, while Moss stood up in anticipation. He knew after all the other films he’d been in, that his part
was very soon to begin. And indeed after less than ten minutes, after the cast had relaxed to a bottle of beer each, he heard the call and he
entered the stage, the three supporting co-stars waiting for him.

As with Miguel, he was gradually coaxed towards an erection, Laura and Sylvia both taking his penis in their hands, brushing away the hair at
its base, and with vigorous wrist actions brought it up to a proud erection: its pink splendour hidden beneath him as he licked and nuzzled
against first Laura and then Sylvia. And then he could only lick against their backs or shoulders as the two girls greedily took possession of his
prick in their mouths. His penis was nowhere near as huge as Miguel’s. That would be quite unusual if it were. But it was a penis of quite
presentable proportions and fully good enough for the cameras that were trained on every spasm and every jerk of it. Laura took the whole
length of it in her mouth, while Sylvia stroked his balls. From behind them. Miguel was easing his fingers deep inside their cunts to aid towards
lubricating them for future penetration.

Indeed, Moss’s wasn’t the only prick to enter them in this scene. Miguel took position behind Laura as she busied her tongue and teeth on the
thin length of Moss’s prick, and guided his own penis into her anus. Laura gasped slightly as Miguel entered, and Moss could feel a tightening
on his prick as she let it sink in. Sylvia’s tongue joined Laura’s as Moss’s prick slid out of her mouth, and the two girls exchanged their tongues
on each other’s mouth and on Moss’s penis. Moss’s large open eyes followed the girls around, unsure if now was the moment of penetration,
but the director saw the direction of his thoughts and signalled urgently to him that he should stay where he was. Gasping and panting though
he was, he knew what was expected of him, although the base of his spine began twitching with excitement.

And then finally, with a reassuring pat from the director, it was his time to enter the girls. A sense of urgency came across the girls. They
knew from the other times they’d enjoyed sex with Moss that he was not necessarily the most disciplined when it came to ejaculation, but
they ruffled his ears and cheeks and whispered encouragingly to him.

“You can do it. You’ll do good. Don’t give up,” Laura said.

“You know what to do,” commented Sylvia. “Come on! Get your rocks off on me!”

And then Moss was in Sylvia, who lay on the ground, Miguel and Laura comforting her, stroking her face and exchanging kisses, as she guided
Moss’s prick into her wide open cunt. It wasn’t a tight fit. Sylvia was used to larger pricks than Moss’s, but he knew and she knew that his
was something special. But his prick got inside, his buttocks twitched and thrust as the excitement of sex gripped him. He knew what to do,
and he did it well, while the two cameras took position around his prick and face as he thrust in and out, and Sylvia gasped from the pleasure
and thrill of it. Her bare legs wrapped around his back, a camera positioned slightly beneath him as he pistoned in and out of her.

And then it was Laura’s turn. He was laid down, uncomfortably, on his haunches, while Laura eased onto his prick, the camera positioned in
front to get the view of her as she pushed her body up and down, using the ball of her toes to gain leverage as his prick pushed in and out,
Miguel supporting her from above and kissing her on the face, while she gave vent to cries and gasps. Moss himself was panting and gasping
himself, dedicated solely to the task he was performing.

And then a more comfortable position for him, on top of Laura, leaned over her while his prick pushed in and out of her cunt, feeling its
dampness against the shaft of his penis, while both camera and Sylvia paid attention to his prick keeping it stiff and potent as he pushed it in
and out. His head nuzzled against her back, his tongue licking on the knuckles of her spine, as she arched over, her mouth taking Miguel’s
erect penis while she was penetrated from behind.

And then Moss gave a quick bark, giving a quick cue to the director to reposition his cast. And then, as expected, his penis spurted forth with
semen on Laura’s back and Sylvia’s mouth, uncontrollable swells of it coming out as his testicles pushed forth the semen which the camera
lovingly filmed as it splayed all over the girls. A trail of come worried its way down Laura’s buttocks and into her crotch. Two globules rolled
down Sylvia’s face: not as copious as Miguel’s but as lovingly filmed. Moss hadn’t the control or the volume of Miguel, but his come was more
lovingly filmed and preserved as it released itself. And then Sylvia faced the camera, the semen on her face and the camera lingered for
several moments.

And then: “Cut!” cried the director. “It’s a wrap.”

With relieved smiles the two girls stood up. They patted Moss on the shoulder and rubbed their hands about his face, as he licked their hands
with eagerness. “You did very well, Moss,” said Laura with a smile. “We’re very proud of you.”

Moss sat up and looked nervously towards the director, who was standing near where Moss had been waiting for his. He grinned at Moss and
clapped his hands together. “Come here, boy!” he commanded, kneeling down.

With a woof of glee, Moss wagged his tail and trotted over to the director, glad to have provided so many people with so much pleasure. But
even as he was patted and cuddled, his eyes staring towards a welcoming bowl of dog food, his long tawny fur slightly sticky with his own
semen, he couldn’t help reflecting on all that had just happened. He really had no good idea as to why these people had wanted to have sex
with him. People are just strange.

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